Forty-eight million?!

Sun Miaomiao and the others couldn't help but look at Xiahou Aotian, who was in tears, and suddenly understood his sadness.

Although Sun Miaomiao and Zhao Chenghuang are the second generation of Ling, they enjoy extremely high resources in Taiyi Sect, and 48 million in materials is nothing, but in terms of cash, they cannot afford so much money.

You must know that most props in the extraordinary stage will not exceed tens of millions.

Forty-eight million can buy two ordinary-quality saint props - although they are available in the market but are priceless, they may not be available.

But even if they spend 48 million casually, they can't afford such luxury.

"That's enough, keep the rest of the shelling, it will be useful in the future." Zhang Yuanqing stopped Xiahou Aotian's shooting behavior.

At this time, the number of warriors was less than thirty, and they acted like a lone warrior, charging towards everyone without fear of death.

Behind them, there were clods of soil and sand all over the ground, a mess.

Zhang Yuanqing left Princess Yinyao to protect Xiahou Aotian, and led the world to return fire. Sun Miaomiao and Zhao Chenghuang met the soldiers and easily eliminated the remnant army.

"So strong. The strength and speed of these warriors are level 4." Sun Miaomiao held a military spur in one hand and a large-caliber pistol in the other.

This is her standard star officer props combination, the pistol is combined with the star escape technique to pull, and the military spur is combined with the night attack.

Tianxiaguihuo and Zhao Chenghuang, their eyes fell on Yuanshi Tianzun's drum-beating and purple-gold hammer.

"What kind of prop are you talking about?" Tianxia Guihuo asked.

This small and exquisite pumpkin hammer can destroy the body of a terracotta warrior. It is quite difficult for them to break a terracotta warrior even if they use props.

"A top-notch item specially designed to break armor." Zhang Yuanqing explained casually.

Xiahou Aotian left Princess Yinyao and Cannon behind, hurried over, squatted next to a half-broken terracotta warriors, and examined:

"These materials should be from the earth monster profession, so the warriors are extremely powerful. I just looked at them for a long time and found that these warriors are not implanted with souls. What is the core that drives them to fight?

"There must be a host controlling these terracotta warriors. If I can learn this technology, I can make terracotta warriors and conquer the world in the future."

However, no one cares about academic issues.

"So, the first emperor refined the terracotta warriors in order to resurrect and rule the world again?" Zhang Yuanqing, who loves history, asked hurriedly.

"Obviously not," Tianxia Guihuo said, "Is it possible that the First Emperor unified the six countries by relying on these warriors?"

Xiahou Aotian nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, this is more logical. Yuanshi Tianzun is a fool."

Zhao Chenghuang on the side said coldly:

"do not waste time."

Immediately, everyone left the broken warriors and warriors on the ground, went to the white marble platform, and stopped in front of the steps.

"I repeat again, the terracotta warriors on the steps are stronger and faster than us. Their weapons and crossbows are props. Their bodies will be reassembled if they are broken. The weakness is that they have no skills. In addition, these soldiers

There is a bug in the warriors, they are only responsible for their own area, that is to say, the warriors in the second row will not come down to help the first row, and at most they will launch military crossbows to assist." Zhang Yuanqing spoke very fast.

The team members nodded with serious expressions and methodically took out the defensive props and put them on. Zhao Chenghuang took out the soldier puppet storage box and dropped the bronze box with a heavy clang to the ground.

The soldier storage box is a sharp weapon for dealing with the soldiers.

This prop is an imitation of the Dominator-level prop "Soldier Storage Box". Its material is of genuine saint quality, but it does not have the core Yanshi characteristics, so its main function is "storage".

In the original arena competition, Zhao Chenghuang took advantage of the characteristics of the spiritual servant, imitating Yanshi's puppet control skills and using them cleverly.

But the soldier doll storage box is an imitation after all, and the "storage" ability it comes with is limited to the soldier dolls in the box. However, these soldiers on the steps are powerful and have self-awareness.

It will definitely not come into the bowl obediently.

So it needs to be broken manually and then put back in.

"Miaomiao, attract the monsters!"

Zhang Yuanqing said loudly.

Sun Miaomiao took a step forward, raised her pistol, and with two bangs, the warhead engraved with the soul-breaking mantra accurately hit the two nearest terracotta warriors, exploding into pale golden flames and fine black sand.

The splashed black sand returned to the foreheads of the warriors like magnets before it hit the ground.

"It can really heal. What kind of material is this?!" Xiahou Aotian was shocked and surprised, and shouted excitedly.

The terracotta warrior on the left slowly turned its head, looked at the attacker, and conveyed a voice that could only be heard by the night wandering god:

"Anyone who breaks into the palace of the First Emperor without permission will die!"

After saying that, two terracotta warriors, one on the left and one on the right, suddenly jumped up and jumped towards Sun Miaomiao.

The flames roared from the palm of the world's return fire, condensed into a fireball. He pulled back his right arm, moved his left foot forward, and threw the fireball fiercely, hitting the chest of the terracotta warrior on the left.

With a bang, the soldier warrior was blown away. In the raging air waves and fire light, Tianxia Guihuo's body emerged.

Fire element!

Anger burned in his eyes, his body muscles swelled, and his red fists ignited with scorching flames and hit the soldier's chest hard.

Suddenly, the fire shone brightly, stone fragments flew everywhere, the soldiers retreated one after another, and the chest made of black soil turned dark red and radiated high temperature.

In a state of rage, Tianxia Guihuo was about to pursue the victory when he suddenly saw the soldiers forcibly steadying their steps and waving a bronze sword towards his neck.

Before the fire demon's combo even started, it was forcibly interrupted by the opponent's stronger power.

Tianxia Guihuo frowned, which meant that his best melee combat ability could not achieve an overwhelming advantage.

As the bronze sword was swung, it made a shrill scream.

Tianxia Guihuo ducked and let the sword edge brush his scalp. He was about to flick his knees and hit the opponent's chest when he suddenly saw the soldier's other hand. At some point, he had taken off the crossbow and aimed at it.

own.

Boom!

The sound of bowstrings is shrill.

The arrow shot out, and the yellow light flashed in front of Tianxia Guihuo, and then broke apart, and the crossbow arrow pierced his chest.

His heart sank.

Yuanshi Tianzun had said that the terracotta warriors on the steps were well-equipped and the crossbows were extremely powerful, but he never expected that even the saint-quality defensive props could not block an arrow.

Although limited by finances, the defensive item on his body is of ordinary quality, but it is still a saint after all.

The shrill scream sounded again, and the sharp bronze sword was reflected in Tianxia Guihuo's pupils.

At this time, a hand was put on his shoulder and he pulled back sharply.

The tip of the sword brushed against Tianxiaguihuo's throat.

Tianxia Guihuo staggered to his feet and looked sideways. The person who saved him was the stunningly beautiful corpse.

Princess Yinyao let go of her hand, stepped forward with a sharp and beautiful high kick, and kicked the soldier's chin hard with her heel.

With a bang, half of the warrior's face exploded into black sand, splashing everywhere.

Seizing the opportunity, Tianxiaguihuo roared deeply, every pore was spitting out flames, and his short hair was bathed in the red firelight, with clear roots.

Angry one!

He was really angry this time.

With a flash of fire, the world's returning fire crashed into the warriors. There was only a "crash" sound, and the hard clay body was torn apart.

As soon as these broken bodies hit the ground, they began to tremble violently.

Seeing this, Tianxia Guihuo raised his foot and kicked one leg to the Yin Corpse. He picked up half of his body and ran towards Zhao Chenghuang, shouting:

"Open the box!"

At this time, Zhao Chenghuang, Sun Miaomiao and Yuanshi Tianzun had just finished solving the other terracotta warrior and put it into a half-human-high bronze box.

Seeing Princess Tianxia Guihuo and Princess Yinyao running towards them with their bodies in their arms, followed by swarms of locust-like sand and soil, Zhang Yuanqing summoned the Windbreaker Gloves and pushed forward with both palms.

"Huhu~"

A strong wind blew up and scattered the black sand.

Sun Miaomiao's marksmanship accurately fired at larger-structured clods of soil, shattering them all.

Zhao Chenghuang kicked open the lid of the bronze box, and when Princess Yinyao and Tianxiaguihuo stuffed half of the body of the terracotta warriors in, they quickly closed it.

Those black sand clods seemed to have lost their target. They were stunned for a few seconds, then trembled again, and quickly condensed together, turning into a mutilated terracotta warrior with one arm and one leg.

The soldier's head stood crookedly on his remaining left shoulder, sending out angry mental fluctuations: "Give me my body, give me my body"

Jump over on one leg.

Don't jump around if you don't have legs. Zhang Yuanqing picked it up and was about to stuff it into the storage box when he heard Xia Hou Aotian say:

"Wait. Please keep it for a while and let me study it."

As he spoke, he was afraid that Yuanshi Tianzun would not agree, so he took out a prop dagger and chiseled off a piece of black soil as big as a fingernail on the hard body of the warrior warrior.

The small piece of black soil vibrated violently at Xiahou Aotian's fingertips, but he could not break free.

Xiahou Aotian put away the dagger, took out a monocle and put it on, carefully examined the black soil, and explained:

"This pair of glasses can help me analyze its material."
To be continued...